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[black-raven-writings]

Masterlist

The path I choose - AO3

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 

Chapter 8 

Chapter 9 - coming soon

Love is blind - AO3

Chapter 0

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 - coming soon

A dragons wish - AO3

Chapter 0

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7 - coming soon

How to kiss a fairy - AO3

Bits and Pieces (Asks and short stories) - AO3

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A little something something for you

Hello, it is me...and I have a gift for you...

@dodo-doodles has created this AWESOME piece of art to go with a slice of warm, fluffy, heart-felt love!

This is me in a nutshell, you can read this as Bagginshield, you can read it as Thorin x OC, you can read it however you want! We can all agree that Bard, Thrandi, Thorin, and - last but not least - Bilbo deserve a shoutout for their parenting skills.

Also, let's imagine Bilbo took Frodo in right after his parents died.

This is dedicated to both the STGC and the Bagginshield community, for you are awesome people and I love you <3

Let's cheer for those awesome father figures and the amazing men and women they've raised!

Without further ado:

Please show @dodo-doodles some love, they're super super sweet, amazingly talented, with a twitch stream and everything...

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“Oakenshield. Good, I’m at my wits’ end.” Bilbo groaned when he saw the old-familiar silhouette darken the doorway of his smial. Strong and broad, he was the very epitome of safety and steady support.

Thorin walked in, taking off his overcoat and hanging it up neatly while Bilbo shoved a rag underneath it to catch most of the rainwater that was pouring down in rivulets and threatened to ruin the floor.

“I am helplessly overwhelmed.” Bilbo muttered, waving vaguely into the direction of the sitting room where a small creature was huddled up in one of the sofas.

Such a tiny thing, Thorin thought – his own nephews had been hearty and sturdy as a rockslide in summertime – but this fauntling looked positively withering, cowering against the plush surface of the furniture.

Approaching a chair, Thorin shed another coat, took off his boots that resounded with sonorous booms every time he took a step, and unclasped his belt. This was a battle in which armour was counterproductive.

“Hello, little one. My name is Thorin. What is yours?” He spoke gently, sitting down on the floor and watching the fauntling shiver every time a flash of lightening split the sky like the wrath of some angry god.

“I want my mama.” The creature whined, pushing further into the sofa. After a moment though, a tiny face appeared that seemed to be mostly made up of luminous, blue eyes. “I’m Frodo. You are not a hobbit, are you?” It asked with a voice so soft it seemed to float on the still air between them.

“No, I am King under the Mountain. I am the king of the Longbeards. A dwarrow, I mean, I am a…dwarf.” Thorin replied with a warm chuckle that drew the little boy up on his haunches and off the sofa within a few seconds.

He was lithe and agile, Thorin could appreciate that, and he ran towards the solid figure that seemed so much more inviting than the immobile sofa in a straight line, eager to plunge into the warm protection of those massive arms.

“What has you frightened so, little one?” Thorin asked. “The storm. I want my mama.” The kid replied in a trembling tone.

“Ah, yes…You know, I have two nephews.” Thorin, now only in his soft tunic, slowly lifted the fauntling into his embrace and rocked him gently against his chest. “They are already grown, I’d say big, but they are dwarrows as well and we’re not exactly known for our height.” Again, he laughed melodiously, while the small boy inspected his braids and beads with interest. “Pretty.” He commented, the lids on his huge eyes drooping ever so slightly.

Thorin thanked him, sending a silent prayer of thanks to Mahal for his sister; Dís had survived, despite and through everything, she had stood firm, for her boys, for her surviving brother. What would Dís do in this situation?

He knew that he was a far cry from the motherly warmth of a dwarrowdam, but here, locked within the storm and sheltered in a hole in the ground, there was nobody else but Bilbo and the child. He would have to make do.

“Shall I sing you a song my sister has sung for her boys? My…boys.” Thorin’s heart warmed at the thought of Fíli and Kíli. “Hmmm.” Frodo hummed in acquiescence, pressing his frail body closer to the reassuring warmth of the sturdy man holding him.

It was a song for pebbles and Thorin very much doubted that Frodo would be interested in long wanderings, daring quests and terrible danger, but he didn’t understand Khuzdul anyway; all he had to comprehend was that Thorin was there and wouldn’t go away.

He remembered having his nephews clinging to him in unspoken fright, he recalled the nights spent sleeping with his back against the wall of their chamber because it made them feel safer when he was in the room, he dreaded the recollections of their fevers and their coughs…or that memory of him almost losing both of them.

“How do you do it?” Bilbo appeared, finding his old friend sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room, Frodo huddled snugly in his strong arms, singing a sweet lullaby to the now sleeping fauntling.

“The world is full of single men and their children, Master Baggins.” Thorin smiled up at him, softer than during the quest, more confident than when he had first retaken Erebor.

“Even those Elven idiots have managed to raise their children on their own. Men have done it. I had my sister, bless her, but I would have taken in my nephews on my own, you know I would have.” Thorin went on.

Bilbo knew this to be true, he had seen Thorin with his nephews and he had looked upon his immense pride when they were returned to Erebor as the rightful and prospective future of their people.

“I don’t know if I can do it.” Bilbo admitted fitfully. “You can. You must.” Thorin declared firmly, his body never shifting from his protective stance while his face mirrored myriad of emotions flitting across his brow like ghosts.

“Steady and reliable as the mountain, adaptable and soft as the river, warm and nurturing as the earth, Bilbo Baggins, you’ll shape your arms into shields and your heart into a sun for the little one.” It was a challenge…and a promise.

“When did you become so wise, King under the Mountain?” Bilbo mocked.

“Well, Master Burglar, Barrel-rider, lucky one…”, Thorin grinned, “among the many names and titles I call my own, “uncle” is the one that means the most.”

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Time and Time again

A new story I have been working on for some time, come and check it out ^^

Aurora left Shire all those years ago, after the incident with her family and the unfortunate tasing of her late husband.

She would have not dreamed to return to the green hills so soon, but a letter from her dear sister, Belladonna, changed her mind. The letter had found her too late, so she was only able to express her condolence to Bilbo, her nephew.

She didn't stay too long in her hometown though. Not due to the shunning and mean comments of her fellow hobbits, but because of a certain dwarf stealing away her heart. Well, and she surely couldn't let her cute nephew head blindly into tagged all on his own, on the recommendation of her old meddling friend.

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Dwalin: what do you mean?! Getting pregnant after the 8th kiss?!

Dwalin: are you pregnant?! Am I gonna be a daddy?!

Bilbo: not she is pregnant…. You are!

Ever thought about pregnant Dwalin?

No?!

Well, now you do! Have fun with this thought ^^

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I never considered you an enemy

I never considered you.

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Land with no name

Did you hear from the tale,

Of a land with no name?

Where the earth is still singing,

And the birds flying free.

Did you hear from the eldest,

Of a land with no name?

Where they all come together,

Once a year to celebrate.

Did you hear the winds whisper,

Of a land with no name?

Where the sky seems so near,

Every dream can be reached.

Did you see the smokes picture,

Of a land with no name?

Where the sky touches the earth,

And the land's smiling still.

Did you hear then all caling,

From the land with no name?

Where we all come together,

Where we all are the same!

This is what I dreamed of years ago and still am dreaming of! Together we make a difference!

If you like my work consider to like and reblog ^^

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*Mutual reblogs something you posted*

Me: They still like me. Thank God.

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Bofur: „Beards can be red, Swords can glow blue, there’s only one preacious and that must be you“

Bofur: *hits send button*

Nori: *1 new message*

Nori: *reads*

Nori: ...

Nori: „Sure, let’s fuck“ *reply send*

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Bofur: „Beards can be red, Swords can glow blue, there’s only one precious and that must be you“

Bofur: *hits send button*

Nori: *1 new message*

Nori: *reads*

Nori: ...

Nori: „Sure, let’s fuck“ *reply send*

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Okay listen up people!!!

I suspect 98% of you don’t give a crap about this, or any original post I do about my thoughts (or my work), but I just wanna get this off my chest anyway- scrutiny of others be damned. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I observe a lot of my online writing friends are falling out of love or feeling discouraged with their writing. Nowadays, there seems little interest in written fics anymore. If there is though, people “like” and move on with their lives. Sure, a ❤️ is great, don’t get me wrong!! I don’t want to pressure people into reblogging or commenting when this makes them anxious. You do you. ✨

But please realize that by liking a post, content doesn’t spread. Thanks to Tumblr’s shitty algorithms, it disappears in the sea of content, never to be found again. So the art/fic you enjoyed, gets your appreciation (THANK YOU ☀️) but then it’s gone.

As a writer, I pour my soul and spare time into my work. The fact that it’s handled with indifference (because that’s what it feels like), hurts more than I can tell. Yes, I know it’s a choice of my own to share it anyway, and yes- I don’t write for the validation of others. But still...

This is not only about me. I can live with the fact that people don’t care about me or my shitty fics, but I don’t like to see my fellow artists and mutuals unhappy. So yes. I’m gonna be supportive in every single way I know. I know I’m not a popular blog, I know I’m on my own, but....

Change starts small. One show your support sunday. A daily fic rec. To show my beautiful, talented fellow artists that they are amazing as fuck. ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Okay. Rant over. Thank you for listening, have a great evening and if you give one damn- tune in tomorrow for show your support sunday! ❤️❤️❤️

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I had to reblog it, just way too cute, enjoy!

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Thorin: *picking flowers*

Bilbo: *storming out of Bag End*

Bilbo: Stop borrowing flowers out of my garden to woo people who don’t even treat you right!

Thorin: *silently hands over the flowers to Bilbo, blushing*

Bilbo: *blushing furiously*

Bilbo: Oh...

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Bella: *pregnant*

Thorin: But- I... Wh-? How did this happen?!

Bella: Amralime, I am pretty sure you were there

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Thorin: *doings something stupid again*

Bilbo: *silent but smiling*

Dwalin to Thorin: Ye might wanna run...

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Bilbo: If you can’t handle the sass, you can’t handle this ass.

Thorin: *utterly confused and turned on*

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Elrond: *patiently waiting for the map*

Thorin: I don’t take orders. I barely take suggestions.

Bilbo: Don‘t be stubborn. Give Lord Elrond the map!

Thorin: ...Okay

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